My love who hates me

It was heavily raining. People were running here and there to get shelter from rain. The thunderstorm was strong and windy. It scared everyone but it wasn't able to make me move.

I was soked wet. My hair was messed up, My clothes were full of dirt and my heart was filled with wound which was stab by my beloved ones.

Tears flow with the drops of water. I feel like I was unworthy to live. In the busy city nobody noticed me nor my unstoppable tears. I just cried my heart out.

After crying for an hour, I somehow stopped my tears before getting up from floor of the road. I noticed that the sky stopped crying so so I.

I always think that you should keep your sorrow and sadness by yourself. You shouldn't show to others. There's two reasons for doing so.....

First everyone didn't have enough time to solve your problem and they don't care about it and second your sadness will also make other important people in your life sad.

In my case, I don't want my parents to take any tension. As a adult I always think that I should bear the fruit that I grow. As much as possible I will try not to make my parents sad.

I tried to calm myself before getting inside my car. I looked at the front mirror and tried to smile before driving back to the home.

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When I got home it was already midnight and everyone was fast asleep. I went to my room and directly went to the bathroom.

I shoved my wet clothes into clothing baskets and shoked myself with lukewarm water. I looked at the mirror and see the pitiful girl. She was full of sadness and pain.

I sneered at her condition. She must be most pity girl. Her heart was screaming'Why? Why did you this to me? Why you play with my love? Soul? Heart? and body? Did you never love me??'

Looking at my portrait in mirror all I want to say"I pity you."